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Submitted to Contest #98
Ever since I can remember, I felt that my ultimate purpose was to make people laugh. I would walk into the kitchen borderline demanding my mother to listen to this two-bit joke I heard on t.v. earlier that afternoon. Naturally, she was too busy taking care of all of us and making our dinner for that evening, but did that stop me? Of course not! I would run around in circles around her and say, “Mommy, let me tell you a joke! Let me tell you a joke mommy!” Every time this would happen, she would let out a sigh but then act like I was...
I want to go back, but I just can’t get myself to do it. Just thinking about that house makes my stomach clench. Those memories just don’t get wiped away - as much as I wish they did. He will never understand what those nights did to me, even if he is my father. It’s taken years for me to get to this place right here, right now. I’m finally able to start letting people in without focusing on what doesn’t matter and to look past my trust issues. I’ve been scarred for life, and he won’t even care. He didn’t then, and he won’t now. ...
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